Weather, On being 25, Work

16 01 2009

My internets are cold. I’m cold. That’s all there is to say about the -3º weather outside.

TV is better when I’m actually listening to it. I can imagine what people sound like.  I can imagine what’s happening.  This is why I listen to Podio books and actually read books instead of actually watching TV.

Speaking of , i’m not ready for the revolution. My TV will be showing hours of static. I keep getting the stupid coupons for the TV converter box only to find out that the coupon’s expired long before I can use it.

I think that I grew up in an amazing generation. We have witnessed a lot of history in our 25 years. I remember sitting with my family watching the berlin wall collapsing on TV. I remember watching the oklahoma bombing, I learned about the internet in ’95 and got my first e-mail account in ’96, to owninig my own computer, and knowing more about computers than the average person.  I watched gas go from 89 cents to 1.00 to all the way to 4.25 and back down again. I saw the twin towers get blasted the first time, and get struck down by planes in 9-11. I’ve seen the burst of the .com bubble as cliched as that word ever is. I saw Y2K go by without a breeze from those who were obsessed with it to the point of stockpiling stuff.

Indeed, those of us who are 25 right now have been through a lot more than we can say.

I am disenfranchised with work. I have been for a while, but it’s more like, I dread going into work every day. I like working with people, but I like doing my own thing as well, so I don’t feel like a drone. I feel like the corporate world doesn’t want happy, productive people, as it does robots who look good in suits while they continually spit on them.

My hours are not helping my spirit at all, in fact I should be getting ready for bed right now instead of blogging. I just don’t have any time anymore for anything. I might see about getting better hours, or hours earlier in the day, and if not, going back down to part-time as I want to go back to school.

10:30 AM-7:00 PM. Yuck.

I’ve been writing, don’t worry, I have been. I’ve started re-writing this one story of mine, maybe not a rewrite as much as a edit. I think I know where I’m going with it now. And if not, I hope to find out soon, or I may not know at all. I really do want to finish working on FOBHS (which is my name of it) and actually get that good ’nuff to go around.

And yes, I know I should be editing, reading over my novel for plot holes large enough to drive a small truck through. Instead I”ve been lounging on the computer, going to that addicting whorehouse known as youtube and watching videos until my eyes droop toward shut. (Plus my hours at work aren’t helping with feeling like I have a job me and an after work me).

And tuesday I’m paying all my bills. Having a five week month is awesome when you’re paid on Fridays.